The weekly sentinel. [volume] (Winston-Salem, N.C.) 1886-1887, 1887-01-27
CHAPTER XI.

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pleasant anticipations for the coming
Saturday-the dreadful waking from
another brief but happy dream! And
what a contrast between the cosy,
comfortable, elegant rooms of Raw
enswood," and this dreary, bare COM
FORTRESS one, with the companionship
of an insane girl
I bowed my head and prayed again
for strength and guidance" and as l
looked up the bright eyes IF the luna
tic were fixed upon me with fright
ened look. But l remembered my
former experience, and looking stead
lily into her eyes, l said
pauline is gone, Winnie dear, and
! am taking care of you" She look
ed bewildered for moment, then the
pale face lighted up, and raising her
head timidly, she said
els she gone really! Then lock the
door, and don't let her come back any
more, if you do will have to kill
her"
''Very well-now be quiet, and I
will do whatever you wish" ."Well
come close" she said, "and I will tell
you what l wish, but don't let Mrs.
Barron hear-tell me Margaret, is
your name Margaret? tell me sohy
Philip did not come p This last she
said in Whisper thought mo-
ment, then I said:
ale may come yet dear-it is not
too late is it ?"
but Mrs. Barron and Pauline said
he could not come because he was
married or dead-is II true ?"
"No, it is mott do NOT believe q
word of the will surely come if you
will only be good and patient
A strange and happy light seemed
to glow in her beautiful eyes as she
leaned towards me and again whisper
ed.
evil he come If I pray for hims'
81 think he will dear, though he
may not get here right away, but we
will keep on praying and watching
for him.
And so the day passed, and the
dreaded night came on.
I had left her for about two hours,
to hear Lula's lessons, but 1 could feel
no longer any interest in this duty,
which before had been rather a pleas
ant one, and 1 began to realize tina.
my burden was greater than 1 could
;bear-and that mast seek change
of some sort, as soon as possible.
l determined to see Mrs. Vivian at
all hazards, and having made up my
mind to this, felt already stronger,
and better able to go through the
coming night. [ amused the poor
child for awhile in trying to make her
learn and remember my own name,
but for long time she insisted ON
calling me Margaret" and said I
was "the pale, fair Margaret that liv-
ed in book!'' She seemed to like
the name LILLIAN" too, ard would
call me "airy, .taiay Lillian"
broken mind seemingly filed with po-
etic fancies, snatches of song, aud pa
thetic memories, varied sometimes by
fierce and violent tragedy, but never
In the remotest degree approaching to
anything like coarseness.
The night passed slowly, and to me
very YEARLY, as 1 did not dare te
sleep-not knowing what freak might
seize upon her shattered mind. About
midnight she became very restles, and
once or twice started from her bed
but [ each time soothed her by hold
ing her hands, and gently strokine
her face and head, and at last / LAY
down beside her, and she gradual,
sank into quiet repose.
The morning came at last, and
wondered if Mrs. Barron would com
or send any one to relieve me afte
my weary vigil, but she did not-aat
as lay thinking, 1 formed one o
two conclusions first, that there wa
an utter absence of natural affection
in Mrs. Barron towards her afflicted
child-and secondly, believed tina
whatever had caused her insanity ,ha
something to do with the woman
bitterness toward every one-inclue
ing myself and Minnie-for there ws
no reason why she should cherish
personal dislike to me-a stranger
who had come at her own bidding
and so far, / had failed in nothin
that she required of me. But il
tended to brave her displeasure TODD
and to o to Mrs. Vivian if she Sci
for me-which she did, and atsa
early hour.
CHAPTER XII.
/ saw the phaton driving up to tt
gate, and gathering up my courage,